Thursday we picked up the trailer, took The Tree OUT of the garage and packed it snugly in a big wood crate. I breathed my first sigh of relief when the whole thing was wrapped in plastic wrap and locked away: done.
On my snowy stroll around the neighborhood, it was clear WHY things like fire hydrants and stop signs (and brake lights) are red. Like cardinals on a snow-covered branch, the blazing scarlet hue could not go unnoticed.
Being a bit color-starved on this mid-winter’s day – I’ll take what I can get.